The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 190 Ch.189 Day of Breaking the Shell

"I know now why you didn't let me come."

The second floor of the drug store.

A girl with short curly hair wearing a light pink dress sat on a small stool.

The person sat down, but the skirt remained standing.

"I didn't keep you from coming, Rose."

Looking at her outfit, Roland knew that she probably had another 'work' today, or had just finished 'working'.

"Then you should spend more time with it."

Roland shook his head.

"for example?"

"One is hard enough."

This caused the girl to let out a short scream and withdraw her hand as if on fire.

Rose was surprised: "I've never heard of anyone keeping a snake! Where did you get it?"

"Yes, in someone else's house." Rose brushed her slightly messy hair from her forehead and showed a very standard smile: "A cat that has no relatives at all."

Rose twisted her fingers around her short hair and grinned at someone who had just been beaten.

"The Flagellant" only needs a hand bone and a portion of the blood of the "Extreme Joyer".

"It's like when I see a shiny gold pound, I can't help myself."

She curled her tail and curiously popped out half her head from the top of the shell.

After a few breaths, two ruby-clear eyes met Roland's eyes through the cracks in his collapsed eggs.

"So you have been doing justice, Miss Knight."

Rose looked around.

The 'gift' she brought to Roland today could almost complete a ritual for him.

red eyes.

——As long as the two of them are alone, Roland and Rose will always fight over words. But after a while, either she made Roland laugh, or Roland made her laugh.

"No decent person should point at a lady and say that she is pregnant with his child." Rose said angrily, "I think your mouth should be sewn shut to prevent you from provoking the wrong people in the future."

"...What will you do without me?" Rose curled her hair and fantasized - if Roland lost himself, how would he get this blood?

He was in the same room with the girl...

Not moving anymore.

About where this blood comes from...

Rose looked at Roland's face that was becoming more and more godlike through the black hair that hung down on his face because he lowered his head.

"Promise me, neither of you will name her."

"She doesn't seem to like you very much, Rose."

Roland touched her head with his index finger.

"Let me touch it!" Rose was about to use her fingers, and the white snake let out a harsh hiss. The next moment, she almost stood up, and her fangs were aimed at Rose's wrist!

Click.

She also wants such a well-behaved pet.

Rose glanced at him, and there was something in her words: "...Cat? I already have a cat. To be honest, cats give me a bad feeling - when he is in trouble, he will be particularly close to you. But once he is done with his work, Things become dull and mean..."

"This is the first time I've heard someone describe 'greed' as having such a strong sense of morality."

Thinking of this, Rose shook her head vigorously.

In the eggshell.

Roland pointed his fingers and raised his head: "You have one?"

"For example," Rose rolled her eyes at him, "you don't know how troublesome it is to get involved with those shabby women. Your face, plus the salary of ten shillings a week, is enough Make them crazy."

yes.

Rose whispered: "A snake?!"

"Does your butt hurt?"

"I'm just saying, before you come, you'd better say hello to me."

"A friend gave it to me as a gift," he said, "...but I didn't know it was a snake."

Cold and creamy.

Miss Snitch was not happy to mention this.

"Really, you should at least give me a pound."

"Do gold pounds sparkle?"

"It likes you! Roland!"

"You also have pets?"

"You really need to pay attention, pretty face."

The slender white snake ignored Rose's fingers at all. The flesh-colored snake letter came back and forth quickly, and then rubbed its head affectionately against Roland's hand.

The scene was extremely embarrassing.

And it expanded rapidly like a spider web.

"'I don't want to be in this person's pocket!'" Rose said strangely: "...'Take me away quickly!'"

"That word should not come out of a lady's mouth."

"Mr. Collins, isn't it true that what you don't understand is true?"

It’s okay not to ask.

A crisp sound interrupted the conversation between the two people.

Lifting the buckle, the white eggshell in the silver needle's nest was indeed cracked.

——The two women looked at each other, which was really unimaginably awkward.

To say that grave digging is okay, the blood of the ultimate joyful person?

"Of course." Rose raised her chin: "I'm not like those businessmen, just for enjoyment - I just put them in my treasure house, one by one. Looking at them every day is better than eating them. The big steak is satisfying. ”

A very disgusting look.

Could he bear not to help 'personally'?

Rose:......

Eggshells break very quickly.

The bickering ended with Rose's small victory.

She found several girls before one of them was brave enough to accept the money.

She first had to pay some money to the woman. Then, after staring, she saw the 'status' and quickly took blood - which made her look like a madman.

"I heard that some people raise hounds well and can understand many commands."

"It's about to hatch."

Click, click.

I would like to think so.

Roland always kept her from guessing what big trick he would make next.

Different from those little gangsters.

"In my eyes, yes." Miss Snitch rubbed her fingers and introduced her 'little hobby' to Roland: "...I feel like they are calling me. I can hear their cries -"

Roland laughed heartily.

White Snake ignored her and tied himself around Roland's wrist lazily.

A white snake hatched from the eggshell.

Rose had a lot of complaints.

"You weirdo has a weird pet - is it poisonous?" Rose was not afraid of this kind of animal and teased it with her index finger. "...It's so beautiful. How about calling it a candle?"

Roland joked about how he could not let go, wondering about the specific implementation process, and then Rose scolded him for being as nasty as a little hooligan recently.

"I do not know what it is."

"What does it eat? Rats?"

When Rose said these words, she felt as if the snake glanced at her slightly - like an illusion?

Click.

Rose said that ever since she met him, she felt that he was crazy and out of tune. When I arrived in London and joined the church, not only did my behavior not change, but it became even worse.

The sound came from the small wooden box beside the bed.

Roland stood up quickly.

"...I don't think anyone likes it except you." Rose clenched her fists and curled her lips with lingering fear, staring at the bad bracelet-like thing that was slowly wrapping around Roland's wrist: "...I also plan to Get you two mice. Now, no more."

"What cry?"

"What is this?" Rose came over and stared curiously at the egg in Roland's hand: "...a bird egg?"

Roland lowered his head, stroked the smooth scales with his fingers, and said casually: "I think you are more suitable for raising a cat."

I would like to think so.

But I'm not your lady.